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Lubomír Černý
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Polkas and Marcheswith an introduction by Holly Small
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Preface
Lubomír Černý was my legendary uncle who immigrated with whole family in Canada
around 1968. A legendary one, as I saw him last at the airport in Ruzyně, Prague, when I was one
year old, and then not until the year 1990. During this period he became famous at York University
Toronto as genial pianist who was able to instantly compose or adapt any music in a way that was
required by ballet tutors. He was said to have a computer in his head, as he was able to create any
rhythmical structure with any odd phrases within a few seconds. Also his memory was admirable.
My grandfather witnesses that he was able to play whole operas and operettas by heart.
This notebook is although older than 1968, the time of Russian invasion in Czechoslovakia. It
represents the second collection of my uncle. The first one was devoted to waltzes of popular music
of so called First Republic (Czechoslovakia between 1918 - 1939). This second book is devoted to
older national and folk music - polkas and marches, which was usually played by brass bands and
intended for dancing and procession that were popular at that time. The songs are partly Czech and
partly German and Austrian, and they are mostly cheerful.
It must be point out that this collection was never intended for publication, so some songs in
the second part were not written by Chinese ink, but fast sketched by a pencil or a ballpoint pen. For
more plastic picture of my uncle's family and time of Communism, you may read a chapter by
Holly Small from Toronto.
Yours sincerely
[email protected]; http://klimes.mysteria.cz
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An Alchemical Marriage:The music of Luboš Černý
by
Holly Small
Toronto 1997
:
Anyone who studied or worked in the Dance Department at York University during the years
1970 to 1990 lights up at the mention of Luboš Černý, the musician who filled the studios with
soulful, passionate music for 20 years. No dancer could forget the way his music carried one
through class, like a magic spell. The warmth, generosity and stylistic variety of his sound inspired
us. We loved his quiet eccentricity almost as much as his music. It was reassuring to see him riding
to work every day on that old bicycle, or tending his small jungle of plants in Studio III, or smoking
incessantly. (Those were the days when practically everyone smoked, and all the studios were
equipped with free-standing ashtrays. I remember one ballet teacher in particular always squinting
disapprovingly at me through a haze of cigarette smoke.) Perhaps the most delightful memory I
have of Luboš is, on snowy mornings, seeing him glide elegantly up to the front doors of the Fine
Arts Building, on cross-country skis.
As a young dance student I was also impressed by Luboš' aura of sophistication. He had
exquisite manners, an old-world courtliness. His "good morning" was always accompanied by a
gracefully restrained bow. I used to wonder if he was some Bohemian aristocrat. As it happens, I
was only slightly off. He was from a little further east — Moravia.
Lubomír Černý was born July 29, 1924 in Třebíč, a small town in Moravia, the eastern part of
the Czech Republic. When he was two years old, the family moved to Prague where his father,
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Antonín, was able to earn a comfortable living as the manager of a construction company. Both
parents had strong rural roots, and Luboš and his two younger brothers, Miroslav and Radovan,
spent many boyhood summers in the Moravian countryside.
Music was always an important part of Černý family life. Luboš' mother, Bohuslava, came
from a musical family. Her father had been the Organist and Choirmaster in her small village and
she continued the tradition of singing and music making with her own children. It was evident from
an early age that Luboš was talented. At the age of four he was playing his own tunes on the piano,
and, soon after, he began taking private lessons. By the age of nine he was blithely playing
Beethoven Sonatas and was regarded as a kind of miracle child. When he was twelve, his parents
sent him to study with Professor Štěpánová, a renowned teacher at the Prague Academy of Music.
She insisted that her new pupil start at the beginning again. According to Luboš, she allowed him to
play nothing but scales for the first year. He learned music theory, harmony and counterpoint at the
keyboard, and this solid classical foundation, combined with his free-flowing creativity, was the
source of his extraordinary skill at "playing by ear" and improvising.
While the Černýs made sure their son received the best classical training available, they
viewed music as a sideline, an emblem, perhaps, of a cultured upbringing, and wished instead to
send him to the University of Prague to study languages and eventually take up an academic career.
But their ambitions for their son would never be realized. When he finished high school at age 19,
Europe was embroiled in World War II. Czechoslovakia was occupied by the Germans. Charles
University was closed and all instruction was given in German. Students had to prove their
worthiness to be there and most, seeing this as collaboration with the Germans, refused. Many of
the young men were sent to Germany as forced labourers to work in munitions factories or clean up
the rubble of bombed buildings. Thanks to influential family connections, the Černý brothers were
allowed to stay in Prague, where Luboš spent the war years working as a draftsman in an airplane
factory.
The post-war years, 1945 to 1947, marked a brief period of political freedom. Luboš went to
university, first studying architecture and later switching to French and Czech. He was an intelligent
student, curious and creative, but easily distracted from his linguistic studies into more whimsical
areas such as music. One day while doing research into the origins of the Czech language, he
happened upon some old Czech folksongs. He was so enchanted with his discovery that he
neglected his original task and spent days studying the folk songs instead. With hindsight, it is clear
that he was, perhaps instinctively, moving in a direction that would eventually bear fruit. And those
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haunting, melancholy Czech melodies would surface again and again in his lush improvisations for
dance.
Czechoslovakia's short-lived democracy ended abruptly in February 1948 when the
Communist Party took power. With the Soviet Union backing them, and both the military and the
police under their control, the Communists effectively put an end to political and personal freedom.
The Party required all students to undergo a "new assessment" and many, including Luboš, were
found to be "not fit for continuing study". The Černý family was targeted because Luboš' uncle,
Vladimír Krajina, a prominent botanist and ecologist, had been a key figure in the Czech resistance.
He had organized his country's intelligence operations and supplied more than 20,000 dispatches to
the Allies before he was captured and sent to a concentration camp. After the war, Krajina served as
leader of a political party which opposed the communists, and after the 1948 take-over he was
targeted as a "first class enemy of the Communist Party". This meant his whole extended family
was punished. They were among a growing group of citizens the Party considered unfit to be the
educated leaders of the nation. Most were denied access to post-secondary education and were
barred from jobs that could be construed as responsible or influential. Luboš went to work in a
factory which produced children's clothes. Krajina himself would have been murdered if he had not
managed to escape to Austria. A year later his wife, daughter, baby son and mother-in-law also
escaped and the family came to Canada, where, 20 years later, they would welcome Luboš' family.
In Canada, Krajina had a long and distinguished career as a professor of ecology and forestry at the
University of British Columbia. His research, which has had a major impact on B.C. forestry,
earned him many honours, including the Order of Canada in 1981.
Throughout these years of political upheaval, Luboš continued to develop as a pianist. In high
school he had practised for hours at a time without any parental coaxing, and now he was playing
piano regularly with various bands in the cafés and nightclubs of Prague. Afternoon concerts
consisted of popular, accessible works by such composers as Mozart, Strauss, and the Czech
composers Smetana, Dvořák and Janáček. In the nightclubs, the repertoire was mostly jazz, swing
and dance music influenced by the West.
From 1949 to 1951 Luboš served his compulsory duty in the Czechoslovakian army. Barred
from the officers' ranks because of his family connections, he spent most of his time playing music
in military bands. He played trumpet in the marching band and piano and accordion in the smaller
ensembles which performed at various public functions. He also wrote most of the arrangements for
these ensembles. While stationed in the small town of Cheb, in western Bohemia, Luboš
encountered his future wife Marie Klimešová for the first time. She was one of a group of girls
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recruited from the local high school to perform the female roles in the play Manon Lescaut which
the soldiers were presenting. Marie, who was also a pianist, was enchanted by his music. "He was a
musician in his heart", she says.
Marie was 17 when they met and three years later they married. By then Luboš had completed
his military service and was back in Prague, working as a draftsman in an airplane factory by day,
and playing piano in various bands at night. He found working as a musician to be infinitely more
rewarding. He was sought after by many local band leaders and, shortly after his marriage, Luboš
accepted a full-time position and began, in earnest, the life of a professional musician. Much of his
time was spent on the road. The bands and musical productions he worked with toured for months
at a time, playing in resorts and hotels in the mountains, and in theatres and concert halls throughout
Czechoslovakia. They also traveled to other Eastern Bloc countries including Bulgaria and Russia.
But the government consistently refused to give Luboš a passport so he was unable to tour to the
West.
Meanwhile, Marie had begun to work as a school teacher. She taught for one year in a tiny
village on the forgotten edges of the country and for a second year in a village near Prague. Her
career came to an end when the teachers were required to renounce their religious beliefs and
declare themselves marxist atheists. Marie could not sign such a declaration. She and her family, the
Klimešovi, were prominent Catholics whose steadfast refusal to renounce their religious beliefs
brought them to the attention of the Secret Police. Marie, herself, was first interrogated shortly after
she finished high school in 1952 and the Secret Police kept up their frightening harassment until
1958.
And yet, life continued. After her short-lived teaching career Marie was unable to find any
worthwhile employment. Sometimes she accompanied Luboš on tour and was occasionally able to
get work in the kitchens of the resorts they toured to. Life on the road was exciting and diverting. In
the early sixties the touring shows were big and glamourous, featuring the famous Czech singers
Rudolf Cortés and Richard Adam. The repertoire was mostly popular show tunes, jazz standards,
even comedy sketches. Photographs of Luboš from this period capture a handsome, lanky young
man of the "beat generation" — at the piano, playing recorder, clarinet, accordion or just posing
crazily with his fellow performers. Behind the heavy, black-rimmed spectacles, Luboš' face is
unmistakable — the dark, soulful eyes and the sensuous, curving mouth, the hint of melancholy. In
one photo he sings into an old-style microphone. His head is thrown back and he is brandishing a
dagger. The caption confirms what one already imagines — Luboš belting out Kurt Weill's Mack
the Knife! In addition to many albums of photographs, what remains from this era are hundreds of
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hand-made postcards which Luboš painted while on tour and sent back to Marie — little scenes of
the countryside, or the towns and villages he visited. Sometimes he painted himself participating in
the scene. More often he is depicted viewing the scene from the bottom corner. Years later, Luboš
mounted all these small paintings and drawings in a series of albums with extravagantly painted
covers and scrupulous annotations on every page. Many of these remarkable albums were created
for Marie and bear inscriptions such as "Hommage a Marie". He was a romantic man who never
neglected a birthday or other special occasion.
If life on the road was wild and unpredictable, life in Prague was difficult. Housing was
scarce, and the couple lived, for 10 years, with Luboš' parents in a cramped two-bedroom
apartment. One bedroom was for the parents, one was for his brother Miroslav and his wife, and
Luboš and Marie slept in the living room. Even after their first two children were born, Steven in
1959, Judy in 1962, they all lived under one roof and shared one tiny kitchen. Finally, in 1966, after
their youngest child Erica was born, a small apartment became available and they were able to
move. The chilling shadow of the Communist regime was ever present. Luboš was already under
suspicion because of the family connection with his uncle Krajina. His extensive touring brought
him under even closer scrutiny by the Secret Police and soon he too was repeatedly taken in for
questioning. They both lived in constant, fearful expectation of arrest and imprisonment.
The first half of 1968 was a hopeful time. It was that brief period, from January to June,
known as the Prague Spring. The stranglehold of the Communist regime relaxed. People
experienced increased personal freedom. Luboš and Marie were finally granted passports and Luboš
was able to tour to Norway where he had his first taste of western culture. There was a feeling of
optimism in the air. Czechoslovakia seemed poised to join the rest of the world in the swinging
sixties. But on August 21 citizens of Prague watched in horror and disbelief as Soviet tanks rolled
into the city and squadrons of airplanes roared overhead. Luboš was playing at a club that night.
When he returned home, they decided, then and there, to run away. The prospect of sinking once
more into the Cold War nightmare of fear and intimidation was unendurable. Contrasted with the
brief thaw of the Prague Spring, their experience under Communist rule in the 1950s was so
personally threatening that they could not bear to repeat it. In Marie's words, "Luboš had had a
terrible life with me; never knowing when I might be called in for questioning, or sent to prison. We
couldn't conceive of raising our children in a climate of fear, repression and indoctrination."
Once their decision to flee was made, it was crucial to act quickly, and with utmost secrecy.
In the early weeks of the crackdown it was possible to get permission to leave the country if you
were sponsored, or invited by someone from another country. Luboš had an old high school friend
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who was half French. She arranged for a French family, whom the Černý's had never met, to write a
letter inviting them to visit. With this letter they could apply for permits to leave the country for a
three-week trip to France. By November everything was arranged. They knew that if the Secret
Police were onto them, retaliation would be vengeful and cruel — a surprise visit in the middle of
the night, or a heavy hand on the shoulder just as they were about to board the plane. Curiously,
Luboš, who had been an atheist all his life, decided at this time to convert to Catholicism and was
baptized the Sunday before their escape. On November 4, 1968 the family left behind everything
and everyone that was dear and familiar, and boarded a plane bound for Paris via Zurich. They took
only a typewriter, one suitcase containing new clothes for each member of the family and two
books — a Czech translation of St. Exupery's The Little Prince and a copy of the New Testament.
They had been given $100 by a friend and had managed to smuggle letters to their cousin in Canada
and two couples in the United States asking each for a loan of $300 upon their arrival. When the
family landed in Zurich they did not transfer to the plane bound for France. They went directly to
the Red Cross, where they were sheltered for two weeks in a converted suburban school, while
arrangements were made for a loan to pay for their airplane tickets to Canada.
Upon arriving in Toronto, the family was taken in by Luboš' cousin Milena Janda, the
daughter of Vladimír Krajina, who had fled Czechoslovakia with his family in the early 50s. Luboš
enrolled in English classes for half a year and then he looked for work — any kind of work. His
children were three, six and nine years old and the necessity to provide adequately for them
weighed heavily on him. Once, having no idea about the labor unions and hiring practices of North
America, he went down to City Hall to offer his services as a street sweeper. On their first Canadian
New Year's Eve he played for a party downtown. When it ended at 3 am there were no buses. He
would not consider paying for a taxi and so walked through the freezing night, finally arriving at
their home in North Toronto about eight o'clock the next morning.
Fortunately Luboš' cousin had a connection with the National Ballet of Canada and she
arranged an audition with the Musical Director, George Crumb. The Company needed a pianist to
tour with a small ensemble directed by dancer/choreographer Grant Strate. Grant was creating a
new lecture/demonstration for a Prologue to the Performing Arts tour. At the audition Luboš was
asked to play part of Samuel Barber's Souvenirs. He was not a particularly good sight-reader and the
audition did not go very well, so he asked to take the music home to work on overnight. The next
day he returned, played the piece beautifully and was hired on the spot. The Prologue tour was
Luboš' first experience playing for dance. It was evident immediately that he had a natural talent.
Grant remembers him as a sensitive, supportive musician who had an "ameliorating influence" on
the ensemble. As well as performing for the Lecture/Demonstration and playing for daily class,
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Luboš also drove one of the two touring vans. He must have felt somewhat at home "on the road
again", and surely would have enjoyed driving through the rugged landscape of northern Ontario en
route from town to town.
The following year Grant Strate was invited to establish a dance program in the new Faculty
of Fine Arts at York University, and Luboš was the first musician he hired to play for classes. This
was to be Luboš' niche for the rest of his working life. And while he did occasionally work in
private dance studios, appeared with the band of the German social club "Harmony", and even filled
in sometimes at weddings or when the organist at his church was ill, by far the greatest part of his
musical life, his energy, his creativity, was devoted to the dance students and teachers at York.
Grant Strate and Luboš became very close during their twenty years of friendship. Both Grant and
Earl Kraul, a fellow National Ballet dancer who came to York a few years later, recall that teaching
was easy with Luboš at the piano. He had an uncanny ability to provide exactly the music they
required, if not always the music they expected. For fondue he might play a sensuous tango to help
the students drop into their plié, for grand allegro he might offer something with a subversive
undercurrent of jazz to propel the dancers through space.
Luboš himself, expressed a particular affinity for modern dance. He said it suited his
temperament best, and, since he co-ordinated the musicians' playing schedule, he usually slotted
himself into these classes. If the class schedule could not be distributed evenly, he was always
willing to play for the extra classes. One teacher for whom he expressed particular gratitude was
Ahuva Anbarry — gratitude mixed with fear, for Ahuva could be a terrifying woman. She was a
Graham teacher from the old school, exacting, even brutal with her students. At least once a day
someone left class in tears. But what Luboš appreciated was that she took the time to work with him
on the Graham forms. She knew exactly what she wanted and she insisted that he get it right. This
approach appealed to Luboš' impeccable work ethic, the sense of disciplined technique or craft that
was instilled in him as a child, and which was surely the secret to his longevity as a dance
accompanist.
The polar opposite of Ahuva was Gary Masters, a frequent guest in the early days of the
Dance program. Gary was from the José Limon company. He was buoyant and full of joy and he
drew, out of the brooding, romantic Luboš, a sweeping, musical vitality. I remember coming out of
those classes in a kind of weird ecstasy that I had never before experienced. Gary, a musical and
precise dancer, would often ask Luboš to play specific pieces; the Chopin Nocturnes and Preludes
especially. I remember trying to work as close to the piano as possible. I tried to imagine what it
would be like to be under the piano, or in it. I was awakening to the profound link between music
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and dance and to the deep, transformative effect music can have on our minds and bodies. I was
discovering that we can do more than just react to music or wallow in it. We can meet it head on
and give something back, an exchange of energies, an alchemical marriage. Each class ended with
an elaborately choreographed reverance which we performed with all the passion and grandeur
available to a group of undergraduate dance students. Luboš' expressivity and poignant romanticism
stirred something deep within us. I frequently found myself weeping even as I danced, and this too
was allowed for in Gary's class.
Often the relationship between dance teacher and musician is one of subordination. The
teacher is the boss. The musician does the teacher's bidding. Ideally, however, this relationship
should be one of equals leading the class together. Once the material has been carefully taught, the
teacher can get out of the way and let the musician and dancers work with each other. The constant
shouting of counts, encouragements or corrections becomes unnecessary when the dancers are
really listening and collaborating with the musician. Such was the relationship between Luboš and
Gary and it is one that I have aspired to in my own working relationships with musicians ever since.
Of the many musicians who have played for classes at York, one who really clicked with
Luboš was Michael Leach. In spite of an age difference of 25 years, their musical background and
upbringing were very similar. They shared the same philosophy about training, believing that you
can only successfully break the rules if you are well schooled in them to begin with. Michael recalls
that Luboš was more interested in orchestral works than in traditional piano repertoire and, in terms
of dynamic range and colour, he approached the piano more as an orchestra of one than as a solo
instrument.
The two men spent many hours talking about music and many other subjects ranging from
model trains to mushroom picking to the correct use of dynamite. This latter skill was something
Luboš taught himself in order to lay the foundation for the family cottage he was building high on a
rocky cliff overlooking Doe Lake in northern Ontario. He built the cottage by hand, step by step,
teaching himself each new skill as he needed it. The cottage took 13 years to complete, but he was
in no hurry. It was an expression of his impeccable sense of craftsmanship and artistry. The
plumbing, for example, is built to last 100 years.
Like many talented people, he took his gifts somewhat for granted, and was impatient with
those around him who were not as capable. Early attempts to teach piano to Steve and Judy were
disastrous. Years later, however, Luboš gave lessons to the daughter of a family friend, a little girl
named Helen Holubec. Perhaps he had mellowed, because this undertaking proved very successful.
The standard Royal Conservatory music books didn't interest Luboš in the least. He found them
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dull. Instead, he composed a series of études especially for Helen, small pieces he thought would
delight the child as well as convey the required piano skills.
I wonder if Luboš fully realized the impact his music had on so many of us. Certainly I, as a
student, was too much in awe of him to strike up a conversation. More than a decade later, when I
started teaching at York and he played for my classes, some vestige of that same shyness stopped
me from gushing out all that was on my mind. I regret my reticence now, but then it was enough
just to communicate with him through the language of music and dance. He was a modest, private
person, but always courteous and kind, and more important, always one hundred per cent there to
support me in class. I cannot remember him ever having an off day, although he would become
exasperated if students didn't listen to the music, didn't come in on the beat, didn't feel the rhythm.
On occasion, he would abruptly truncate his sweeping melody with a startling, spastic attack on the
keyboard — plinkety, plunkety, klink, klank, kabonk! Then he would fold his arms across his chest
and scowl furiously as the class gaped at him in shock. Usually, they got the message. One angry fit
of dissonance was far more effective than all my careful coaching on the subject of musicality.
In fact, dissonance was an important part of Luboš' music even when he wasn't trying to make
a point. There was a rhapsodic quality to his sound, a "thickness", a complexity. There were
unexpected harmonies, rhythmic surprises, syncopations. The tone and texture were frequently dark
— indigo and purple come to mind when I think of his playing. But in no way was he histrionic or
affected. He was a deeply creative and emotional player who had something to say through his
music. He especially loved to play for Graham classes where the set structure afforded him the
freedom to develop musical ideas and to weave long, long phrases into a rich musical tapestry. His
work for Jean-Louis Morin's Second-year class demonstration in the Spring of 1990 was stunning.
As the dancers whirled into their final formation and Luboš' last, dramatic chords reverberated in
the space, the audience leapt up cheering and clapping wildly. And as the dancers joined in and the
applause shifted to a strong unison pulse, there was no doubt who was being honoured. Luboš stood
by his piano, bowing repeatedly and smiling as if to say, "What's all this fuss about?"
His music always seemed completely original to me. He was not interested in playing the
standard repertoire although he frequently quoted thematic material from Bach, Mozart, Beethoven,
the Scarlatti Sonatas, the Chopin Preludes, or more recent standards such as Gershwin's Rhapsody
in Blue. He used them as a point of departure to help convey the mood, emotion or quality he was
looking for. Luboš was a consummate improviser, and yet, one of the most memorable bits of
advice Michael Leach received from him was "When in doubt, play Bach." A contradiction? Not at
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all. It was simply an indicator of the strength he continued to draw from the classical training
acquired in his formative years in Czechoslovakia.
Luboš remained European to the bone. While Marie and the children adapted and thrived in
their new home, he never really became a Canadian. And while he did not admit to homesickness, it
was clear that immigration had changed him. Marie says, "I cannot speak about him as a happy
man. He loved life, and his family, and when he played with his grandchildren he laughed like a
child himself. But he was melancholy, temperamental. Perhaps it goes with the territory of being an
artist."
In March 1980, Luboš and Marie suffered the worst tragedy that parents can imagine. Their
son Steve was killed in a motorcycle accident while vacationing in Jamaica. Perhaps had Steve
lived, the Černýs, like a number of their friends, might have moved home to Czechoslovakia when
the Communist regime fell in the late 80s. But, when asked if he would go home, he replied, "I
cannot. I have this grave here." He visited the cemetery on Jane Street faithfully on his way home
from work. In 1990 Luboš retired from York. Three years later he died suddenly of a heart attack.
Neighbours found him collapsed on the sidewalk, his hand still gripping his cigarette. He had been
on his way to church to play for a wedding. The family arranged a beautiful funeral that took place
over two days. There was a large church ceremony attended by many people, including York
faculty and students, past and present, then an overnight vigil for family and close friends, and
finally, a small service at the cemetery. Two musician friends, playing trumpet and trombone,
contributed a last unexpected and heart-rending musical farewell. From their positions concealed in
the trees some distance away, they played first, the Largo from Dvořák's Symphony for the New
World, and then the Czech anthem, Kde domov muj, which speaks of Luboš beloved homeland as
"the eden on earth".
It is marvelous to me that while, on the one hand Luboš fell into dance accompaniment
because he needed to support his family in any way he could, on the other hand he found a life's
work at which he was sublimely gifted. His talent and temperament seemed ideally suited to the
unusual demands of the job. While many musicians dabble in dance accompaniment on their way to
greater glories, Luboš' commitment was complete. For twenty years he remained interested, open
and sensitive to dance. He taught us, by his example what an artist could be. His passion for music
and his dedication to his craft were unwavering. And when he lifted his hands to the keyboard he
transported us.
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Alphabetical IndexID Song Author Page
35 Ach, Bože lásko Vejvoda 30123 Alte Kameraden C. Teike 8115 Andulička Poncar 2017 Až budou trumpety zpívat Borovička 218 Až nás cesty svedou 1612 Až se jednou potkáme Vacek 1810 Až si budeš jinou brát Valdauf 1770 Bábinčin maršovský valčík 47121 Berliner Marsch Fanfaren 7851 Bezejmená Vacek 3811 Bezovka 1866 Boženko 4545 Brigádnická 3559 Bruslaři 4260 Bříza zelená 4356 Černý kos 419 Čočovička 1796 Čtyři páry bílejch koní 5433 Dávno přešla doba 29109 Der alte Jägermarsch 1813 64117 Der Jäger aus Kurpfalz Gottfried Rode 7434 Dětičky jděte už spát 2962 Dnes naposled 44102 Dnes z večera Šroubek 5727 Do tvých modrých očí Siegl 2673 Domažlický dudáček 4930 Dřív než se rozloučíme 27
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ID Song Author Page61 Dunajské pověsti 432 Dva stíny 135 Dva šátečky 15125 Erzherzog Albrecht Marsch K. Komzak 83126 Fehrbellliner Reitermarsch Richard Henrion 84124 Flieger Marsch Herman Dostál 82111 Frei Weg Carl Latann 671 Fumiculi-Funicula 13105 Fůra slámy 5825 Hajá, hajá Marek 2574 Harmonikář 4937 Hej, paní mámo 3189 Helena polka 53122 Helenen Marsch Friedrich Lübbert 7950 Herkulovy lázně 3729 Hezky od podlahy 2775 Hů a hů 496 Hvězdička 1568 Hvězdy nad Vltavou Aust 4688 Chasnická 5231 Chodouňská 2854 Ideály snů 3978 Irish Washerwoman 5083 Já miloval ty krásné oči černé 5172 Já ráda tancuju Vejvoda 48104 Jana Kůda 5819 Jetelíček u vody Bláha 227 Kalná voda 16108 Kameraden auf See Robert Küssel 6182 Kamráde, co děláš 5121 Karlíčku můj Poncar 2318 Kde jsi, mé mládí Vejvoda 2138 Kdo jedenkrát měl někoho rád 3193 Kdyby byl Bavorov 5467 Kdyby ty muziky nebyly 4686 Když jsem přišel do Košír na Mlynářku 5277 Kerry Dance 5069 Kolíňačka Lamp 47115 Königgrätzer Marsch 7184 Koulelo se jablíčko 5257 Kouzlo sirén 41103 Kvetou máky v poli Vejvoda 5739 Lidunka 32112 Mainzer Narrhalla Marsch 68116 Musinen Marsch 7320 Na dobrou noc 2242 Na svatém kopečku 3376 Náno Náno 4922 Nehledej štěstí v cizině 2371 Nejhečí koutek na světě mám Borovička 48
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ID Song Author Page81 Nešťastný pátek 5136 Odešel krásný sen 3091 Okolo měsíce kola se dělají (V tom našem údolí) 53120 Paradenmarsch der Königshusaren 7853 Pensylvania 39113 Petersburger Marsch 1837 6979 Po goes the Weasel 503 Podskalák 1449 Podzimní polka Valdauf 3785 Pojď se mnou do hangáru 5287 Potůček bublavý 52114 Preussens Gloria Gottfried Phiefke 7041 Pro Jarmilku 33100 Přes dvě vesnice Poncar 5628 Psaníčko po letech Vejvoda 2680 Pytlák 51106 Radetzky marsch Johann Strauss 5955 Sen lásky 4043 Smutná milenka 3448 Snad si vzpomeneš 3626 Snubní prstýnek Vejvoda 2592 Spadl lístek z javora 5364 Srdce je lásky chrám 4565 Srdce je lásky chrám 4558 Staročeská 4252 Stupavská krčma 3847 Škoda lásky Vejvoda 36101 Štěstí na rozcestí 564 Štěstí v písni 1413 Šumařinka Vacek 1932 Ten večer májový 2897 The Campbels are coming 5590 The clarinet polka 53110 Tiroler Holzhackerbuab'n J. F. Wagner 6540 Trojka 3214 Tuláček Bláha 1963 Ty jsi moje první láska Jankovec 4594 Ty křenovský luka 5416 Ty nemáš srdce Vejvoda 20119 Unter dem Doppeladler J. F. Wagner 7646 Už je to dávno 3544 Už není lásky 34107 Wien bleibt Wien Johann Schrammel 6095 Yankee Hell and Toe Polka 54118 York'scher Marsch L. v. Beethoven 1813 7523 Za potočinou Poncar 2499 Za rok, za dvě léta 5598 Zelené háje 5524 Zvonky v Loretě Poncar 24
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Author indexID Song Author Page
35 Ach, Bože lásko Vejvoda 3072 Já ráda tancuju Vejvoda 4818 Kde jsi, mé mládí Vejvoda 21103 Kvetou máky v poli Vejvoda 5728 Psaníčko po letech Vejvoda 2626 Snubní prstýnek Vejvoda 2547 Škoda lásky Vejvoda 3616 Ty nemáš srdce Vejvoda 2010 Až si budeš jinou brát Valdauf 1749 Podzimní polka Valdauf 3712 Až se jednou potkáme Vacek 1851 Bezejmená Vacek 3813 Šumařinka Vacek 19102 Dnes z večera Šroubek 5727 Do tvých modrých očí Siegl 26108 Kameraden auf See Robert Küssel 61126 Fehrbellliner Reitermarsch Richard Henrion 8415 Andulička Poncar 2021 Karlíčku můj Poncar 23100 Přes dvě vesnice Poncar 5623 Za potočinou Poncar 2424 Zvonky v Loretě Poncar 2425 Hajá, hajá Marek 2569 Kolíňačka Lamp 47118 York'scher Marsch L. v. Beethoven 1813 75104 Jana Kůda 58125 Erzherzog Albrecht Marsch K. Komzak 83106 Radetzky marsch Johann Strauss 59107 Wien bleibt Wien Johann Schrammel 6063 Ty jsi moje první láska Jankovec 45110 Tiroler Holzhackerbuab'n J. F. Wagner 65119 Unter dem Doppeladler J. F. Wagner 76124 Flieger Marsch Herman Dostál 82117 Der Jäger aus Kurpfalz Gottfried Rode 74114 Preussens Gloria Gottfried Phiefke 70122 Helenen Marsch Friedrich Lübbert 79121 Berliner Marsch Fanfaren 78111 Frei Weg Carl Latann 67123 Alte Kameraden C. Teike 8117 Až budou trumpety zpívat Borovička 2171 Nejhečí koutek na světě mám Borovička 4819 Jetelíček u vody Bláha 2214 Tuláček Bláha 1968 Hvězdy nad Vltavou Aust 46